I started out with seven husbands, and I worked hard to support my family while crying.

Until nightfall.

Fang Xiaoxiao was finally able to get a short rest.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead, her face showing utter exhaustion, as if centuries had passed.

"Phew~ I never thought I'd find cooking to be such a torturous thing. I'll never cook again, not even if you kill me!"

I had just finished speaking and hadn't even had a chance to drink a sip of ice water.

But then came the fat cook's hoarse voice from behind.

"Master, where are you? Manager Zhu said an important guest is coming to the shop and needs your personal attention..."

"Gan!"

Fang Xiao muttered a word under her breath, her face showing great displeasure, and walked resentfully toward the kitchen.

She had been sitting in the courtyard, but now she had to return to the place filled with cooking fumes.

Anyone would find that unbearable.

"They're here! What's with the rush? Are you urging them to be reincarnated?"

He complained out loud, but he was even more dissatisfied inside.

Is it really necessary to work so hard when you only earn a few dollars a day?

Thinking about this, he walked towards the kitchen.

Just then, Zhu Wen walked over with a grin.

The two bumped right into each other.

"Oh dear, Miss Fang, I'm so sorry. Why are you walking so quietly? Are you hurt anywhere?"

Zhu Wen stood carefully in place, intending to reach out and help the person in front of him, but feeling that men and women should not touch each other, he had no choice but to give up and watch.

Fang Xiaoxiao covered her forehead, because she was still a head shorter than the old man in front of her.

She was walking too fast and bumped into the old man's chest. And you know what? He was surprisingly sturdy.

The impact made her forehead ache.

"Manager Zhu, you said I walk silently, but you're no different. It hurts so much!"

I had just uttered a complaint when a thought suddenly popped into my head.

She immediately covered her forehead, forcing out a few tears, and then squatted down on the ground with a pained expression.

"Manager Zhu, I suddenly feel a terrible headache, and my chest feels tight and suffocated..."

Zhu Wen glanced down at the scene and immediately became extremely anxious. He was genuinely afraid that something might happen to this young lady, which would be very bad.

A very important person is coming to the store tonight. If something goes wrong at this time, the important person will definitely blame me.

This startled him, and he quickly stepped forward, crouched down, and asked.

"Miss Fang, what's wrong with you? Is it because of what happened to me just now? Don't scare me. I'm old and can't take this kind of stress!"

His voice trembled slightly as he spoke.

Hey, look at the old man's expression, just as I expected.

I've been working for you for so long, how can I not pay you more? I'll take this opportunity to extort some money from you.

Fang Xiaoxiao was deep in thought. She covered her forehead with her hands, squatted on the ground, and looked particularly uncomfortable.

"Shopkeeper, I don't know either. I just feel so tired today. I was just thinking that I didn't make much money at the end of the day, and I feel really down."

"Now that you've bumped into me again, my forehead is hurting terribly. I doubt I'll be able to continue making medicinal meals!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Wen immediately understood the meaning behind the words.

Indeed, he had felt guilty earlier when he was in the lobby because he had been staying in the kitchen cooking.

I thought I'd give him a little extra money later as compensation.

Unexpectedly, an important person happened to be visiting, which forced them to postpone the compensation process.

What a coincidence! Who would have thought that Madam Fang would bring this up herself? It's just a coincidence.

"Miss Fang, it was truly my mistake. I'm so sorry. Here's some money for your medicine. What do you think?"

money!

Twenty taels!

This relationship is great!

Fang Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up instantly, and the pained expression on her face vanished, replaced by a hesitant look.

"That's not a good idea. I'm not that kind of person. Manager Zhu, please don't do that. If people see this, they'll think I'm trying to extort money from you, won't they?"

They said it like that, but their actions betrayed them; they were even afraid that if they hesitated for a second, the other party would take back the money and change their mind.

Zhu Wen wasn't annoyed at all. In his eyes, any problem that could be solved with money wasn't a problem at all.

Not only that, he also seemed extremely embarrassed.

As expected of a seasoned businessman, he is not only meticulous in his dealings with people and affairs, but also has a deep understanding of human nature.

Fang Xiaoxiao was completely under his control.

The key point is that she felt she had gained half the profit.

With the help of money, the last meal of medicinal cuisine was finally prepared.

She can finally get a rest now, and it's like she's off work!

……

However, their husband, Long Jinyan, a muscular man with a thin frame, had just returned from the fields and had already chopped up the firewood he had cut that morning in the yard, stacking it neatly and orderly.

Only then did he ask Murong Changqing whether Fang Niangzi had returned.

It's true that sometimes, even with well-developed muscles, there are always some areas that are lacking.

Murong Changqing was extremely disgusted by the person next to her who was shirtless.

He glanced at the other person, looking annoyed.

Today, I had planned to go and buy some apricot blossom wine again, but I never expected to be turned away by Zhang Xianren once again, and he even scolded me.

The criticisms were all about the powerful and wealthy, saying that these people who hold positions without doing any work are not worthy of drinking the wine they brew, and that it is a defilement.

The insults were incredibly harsh, and unfortunately, I couldn't refute them.

Should I explain to them that I am no longer the prime minister of the Great Yu Dynasty? Even if I did, they might not believe me.

Murong Changqing stretched his face, looking very worried, and of course, he particularly disliked the chattering person next to him.

Long Jinyan didn't care at all and remained standing by the stone table, constantly asking if he knew where Fang Niangzi had gone.

"Brother Jinyan, don't ask me. If you have this little bit of time, why don't you go out and take a look?"

"Why? Doesn't Brother Changqing know where Madam Fang has gone?"

"..."

Murong Changqing almost flew into a rage, but fortunately, his knowledge and cultivation suppressed his inner turmoil. He still kept a long face and put on an expression of being too lazy to pay attention to him.

He really wasn't in the mood to care about why Fang Xiaoxiao hadn't returned so late.

Instead, he was wondering why, after so many years, Zhang Xianren still loathed and hated the officials in their court, and why his hatred had only deepened over time.

That old man is really stubborn; I just don't understand him.

Seeing that he was not going to talk to him, Long Jinyan had no choice but to leave in a huff, deciding to go out and search on his own.

Although Madam Fang was only an hour late getting home, nothing should happen.

As Fang Niangzi's husband, it was natural for him to care. Although he didn't know the proper way for husband and wife to get along, he had heard his subordinates talk about it.

For example, if a wife goes out, the husband should keep her in mind. If she returns late, he should go and look for her. That is the proper way.